Blackmailed Slaves for Life

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"Damn, I need milk," Caroline said, frowning at the half-made meal in front of her. It was 11 o'clock at night though, and the stores were closed. She decided she'd walk across the street and borrow a cup from her neighbor.

Caroline was a twenty year-old brunette who dropped out of college after inheriting a fortune from her parents. She had no one. No boyfriend, no siblings, and as of last year no parents. Her friends disappeared one by one after her parents' death. That was fine, she didn't want friends anyways. What she really wanted was a slave. She was sick of doing everything herself. Sure, she could pay for the services of a butler for the rest of her life easily, but one of her kinks was dominating someone who didn't want to be dominated, and making them serve her for free for the rest of their lives. The trouble was finding a someone who didn't want that to happen to them, of course, and then finding a way to force them into it. She could go online and find a young guy or two willing to serve her simply because she was a female, but where would the fun in that be? She wasn't interested in a trusting master/slave relationship, or always having to put on an act as a dominatrix. No, she wanted a slave to serve her because they had no choice, because the consequences of not serving her would be worse than submitting to her whims. But that idea only floated around in her head, she didn't think she'd actually be able to live out her fantasies. However, she did acknowledge the possibility of one day owning somebody. When her house was built, she had her father's old developers install locks on the doors and windows that were able to be locked from the inside as well as outside if she so chose. She also bought large numbers of toys and equipment, mostly because she could burn money without consequence. She didn't know when she'd have the opportunity to acquire a slave, she only knew it would come one day.

Caroline grabbed her phone from the kitchen counter and walked out the door. It was summer, and the countryside night sky was amazing. There were only four houses on her street, and her's was the largest. The rest were smaller, almost summer homes for people wishing to get away from the bustling cities. They were cheap, and Caroline figured that was why her neighbor Bern (or rather, her parents) was able to afford the small house across the street from her's. Bern was a college student, fresh out of high school. She was also a brunette, and a little on the pudgy side but far from fat. As far as Caroline knew she didn't appear very popular- she never saw other cars pull up to the house, and Bern only seemed to leave for classes at the local community college, always returning later that night.
Caroline approached the front door and rang the bell. A minute passed. No response. She rang again, and scrunched up her face in confusion. The lights were on, and she could hear music coming from the house, but she got no answer. Thinking Bern just must not have heard her, Caroline opened the door and walked in. The house wasn't bad, per se, but one could tell it was definitely on the cheaper side, and that there was a college student living there. Clothes were everywhere, heavy books were piled on top of another, and Caroline was greeted by dozens upon dozens of panties and bras that Bern had seemingly not washed yet. Caroline stepped further into the house, locating the source of the music to be the living room. She was only a step away from the living room now- and found Bern naked, on the couch watching porn on mute, fingering herself and grabbing her boobs. Caroline's eyes widened, and a knot tightened in her stomach. Her muscles felt weak. This was her chance, her chance to own a slave! Slowly, she pulled out her cell phone and took a picture of the scene. Bern didn't even notice she was there, she was too busy humping the couch in rhythm to the music and riding the high of her masturbation. Caroline took picture after picture, even being daring enough to get close to Bern's fingers buried in her pussy to snap a picture of that. When Bern began played with her nipples and licking her fingers, Caroline went crazy. She couldn't take pictures fast enough. Finally, she recorded a video of Bern and the porn on TV to seal the deal. Caroline had her slave.